Hymn of Erin

In the crimson dawn, we wake to greet the final day. Soon our emerald fields will run with blood, echo with pain. We defend our shores, in the face of unfair odds, giving honor with our deaths to the ancient gods

Will your eyes be the last thing I see?
Morrigan, bring us to glory!

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Rise! Against the tide!
Man and bride, proud warriors so bright
Fight for the Isle
And your smile will follow me through death

Together with our mothers, sisters, husbands, fathers, brothers, sons, we go into battle as one. Behind twin bronze shields we shed our blood upon our rings of gold, our motal lives fading to ghosts of old

Will your eyes be the last thing I see?
Morrigan, bring us to glory!

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This dire morn
We soaked the ground a bloody red
Fianna born
Fionn mac Cumhail, lead us all
The ancient Irish dead

Will your eyes be the last thing I see?
Morrigan, bring us to glory!

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